People are in Douluo, there is no soul ring

Not long after, he slowly opened his eyes again, sighed and shook his head, "I can't control it. Forget it, let's make peace with it as it comes. At least I know that this power has not caused any damage to my body, but has greatly enhanced my strength."

."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile.

"Next, try Ghost Shadow Tracer and Xuanyu Hand to see how big the improvement is."

He jumped off the boulder, touched his toes, and his body instantly turned into a phantom, flickering in the open space.

"The speed has at least doubled." In surprise, the figure flashed to the boulder again, raised his right hand. In just a moment, the entire palm turned into white jade, bent down, twisted his waist, and punched fiercely.

"Bang!" There was a roar, and cracks spread out.

He took his right hand back and looked again. A hole two fingers thick had been left on the rock, and the cracks spread from the hole to the surrounding areas.

"So strong!" His eyes opened slightly, his face showing ecstasy.

But the one who was even more overjoyed was Lin Manshan, who was sitting 120 meters away. His eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were about to crack to the base of his ears, and he was admiring in his heart.

"Tang San, you did a great job! You did it all at once, it's so embarrassing."

"In addition, this mysterious jade hand actually contains a method of operating soul power, which involves many meridians in the palm. The soul power is transported through the meridians and dispersed on the surface of the skin. It can actually cause changes in the surface of the skin of the palm. It is indeed mysterious."

Lin Manshan secretly admired, and then wondered, "But why is it limited to the palms, not the arms, or even the whole body? If it can be done, the combat power will definitely be greatly increased."

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, "The world in Tang San's previous life was, after all, an ancient world of martial arts. They had to rely on ordinary concealed weapons to kill people, which shows that the upper limit of strength is not high. The so-called martial arts masters are just ordinary people after all, even if their internal skills have been practiced to a high level.

It is possible to see the meridians internally, but it can only see the internal force running in the meridians, and cannot see the specific conditions of the meridians. It does not have an overview and clear perception of the meridians throughout the body."

"In order to avoid danger, we can only try boldly and accumulate experience and improve little by little."

"It's not like the fantasy world, where the release of spiritual power, the removal of the soul from the body, and the internal inspection of the body's meridians are all child's play."

"So, why didn't Tang San in the original work improve the Xuantian Technique when his mental power reached the realm of the vast sea in his later period?" Lin Manshan said he didn't understand.

"As long as your mental power is strong enough, you can naturally see the smaller meridians, and if you have enough soul control, you can open up those more subtle meridians, and even open and widen the meridians throughout the body. Wouldn't that be more conducive to cultivation?"

According to his observation with the power of his soul, the meridians in the human body are like big trees. The thickest ones are like trunks, and the thinner ones are like branches. The twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians are among these. In addition, there are more

Many, smaller meridians extend from these larger meridians, intertwining with each other like a network on a leaf, almost covering every corner of the body.

"When I return to Notting City, I may be able to use Tang San's exercises as a basis to organize the meridians and acupuncture points of the whole body again. Not to mention reinventing them, simplifying the complex ones and making slight improvements. Maybe I can do it. Maybe it will work.

There are better results.”

"With the soul power protecting the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, as long as the general direction does not change, it should be fine."

"But before that, let's go back and practice the Xuantian Technique first." Thinking of this, he looked up at the top of the mountain, smiled slightly, and murmured: "Tang San, I hope you can still smile when you get up tomorrow."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Chirp..." Only a little magpie was left standing on a big branch on the top of the mountain, looking down.

On the way back, with the help of his soul perception, Lin Manshan hit a rabbit and carried it home.

After handing the rabbit to his adoptive mother, he slipped back into the bedroom.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he started to perform the Xuantian Kung Fu with his eyes closed, and didn't stop until his adoptive mother called for lunch. He jumped out of bed and couldn't help but shake his head, "Tang San is really a big liar. I'm obviously fine with my practice.

Well, the cultivation speed is at least three levels faster, which is not bad. If I hadn't improved the meditation method before, I'm afraid it would be almost five levels. Gee, this is the gap."

We had a nice lunch and continued to practice soul power in the afternoon.

Now that there is a technique that can accelerate the cultivation of soul power, at least during this period of time when there is nothing to do in the Holy Soul Village, you must hurry up.

In the evening, I practiced my soul power. In the early morning, I visited Tang San's house at night and recovered my soul power.

The next day, early morning.

Tang San opened his eyes early as usual, and then jumped out of bed skillfully, twisting on the spot to stretch his body. Yesterday, his physical strength increased inexplicably, and he spent a lot of time to adapt to it again by practicing boxing, kicking, and blacksmithing.

He twisted his waist and then froze.

He clenched his fists again, his expression suddenly cloudy and uncertain, "What's going on? That power suddenly disappeared..."

The power suddenly surges and then disappears. There is a certain sense of emptiness in the body, which is very clear under close inspection.

He closed his eyes and performed the Xuantian Technique, his face completely gloomy, "The green on the outer wall of the meridians also disappeared."

"Damn it, what on earth is going on?"

No matter how stable his mind was, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little angry and blood welling up at this moment, and he opened his mouth to curse.

He gritted his teeth, put on his clothes with a gloomy face, strode out of the room, and ran in the cold wind.

"Hahaha..." On the other side, Lin Manshan, who was already dressed and sitting on the bedside, was laughing.

After a while, he walked out of the room, holding back his laughter, and ran towards the hill in the other direction.

These days, who doesn’t know how to use the Purple Demon Eye?

Since then, Lin Manshan’s compact daily life has included another practice project.

A month passed quickly, and after the New Year, Lin Manshan said goodbye and returned to Notting City.

After visiting Tieshan's family with souvenirs, he returned home and tidied the room. Lin Manshan immediately rushed into the bedroom.

He took out dozens of drawings from the soul guide and hung them on the wall in order. These were all preparations he had made long ago. When he decided to rely on the power of his soul to spy on Tang San's Xuantian Skill, he had already sorted out all the meridians in his body.

They were drawn in batches. One map corresponds to a completely connected meridian, divided according to the degree of thickness, concealment, and danger. The acupuncture points are decorated with red pens to clearly distinguish the priorities.

Then he took out a large picture nearly two meters wide and three meters high, with various meridians and acupuncture points on it, and spread it on the ground.

I took out my homemade chalk and connected them one by one according to the operation route of Xuantian Kung.

Time passed day by day. In order not to delay his practice, Lin Manshan chose to suspend the casting practice in the afternoon to study the newly acquired Xuantian Baolu exercises, trying to integrate their principles and improve them after thoroughly understanding them.

A month later, Lin Manshan sat on the already somewhat old meridian map.

"Huh? Why do you feel that this running route on the Twelve Meridians has a small detour when passing through these acupuncture points? Is it faster to draw the soul power by detouring further, or is it faster to penetrate it directly?" After thinking about it, he quickly sat cross-legged on the spot.

Get up, close your eyes and try.

"It doesn't seem to feel fast, but the soul power moves more easily."

"Let's see if this happens on other routes..."

"Damn, my body is so hot... Damn, I was so shocked, but luckily I stopped in time!"

"Phew...I'm getting better. Fortunately, I have the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone..."

"Tang San, your mother's soul bone is so useful!"

". Let's try this today."

". Let's try this today."

"I have to say, Tang San, your mother's soul bones are so useful!"

"..."